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her voice is like an echo it's burning in my mind it's eery and its trailing yet, it's what I yearn to find so tempting, so inviting as if offering you it's love it's lures you in it devours you a pain you've never heard of her eyes are that of a she wolf burning yellow in a snowy haze a glance leaves you petrified as if you're trapped in her gaze she keeps you there you're not to move or the end will come swiftly but if you listen to her commands she'll promise to love you gently her body is like ****** your own personal brand your veins become intoxicated at just the touch of her hand they told you you needed rehab but you cried and said you'd be lonesome her eyes are that of a she wolf burning yellow in a snowy haze a glance leaves you petrified as if you're trapped in her gaze she keeps you there you're not to move or the end will come swiftly but if you listen to her commands she'll promise to love you gently you're slowly feeling the withdrawal you knew this day would come they all promise you'll be better soon but you're numb so you turn and run because her eyes were that of a she wolf burning yellow in a snowy haze a glance left you petrified as if you were trapped in her gaze she kept you there you did not move but the end still came swiftly even though you listened to her commands she didn't love you gently
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Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 12:25 PM UTC
she wolf
her voice is like an echo it's burning in my mind it's eery and its trailing yet, it's what I yearn to find so tempting, so inviting as if offering you it's love it's lures you in it devours you a pain you've never heard of her eyes are that of a she wolf burning yellow in a snowy haze a glance leaves you petrified as if you're trapped in her gaze she keeps you there you're not to move or the end will come swiftly but if you listen to her commands she'll promise to love you gently her body is like ****** your own personal brand your veins become intoxicated at just the touch of her hand they told you you needed rehab but you cried and said you'd be lonesome her eyes are that of a she wolf burning yellow in a snowy haze a glance leaves you petrified as if you're trapped in her gaze she keeps you there you're not to move or the end will come swiftly but if you listen to her commands she'll promise to love you gently you're slowly feeling the withdrawal you knew this day would come they all promise you'll be better soon but you're numb so you turn and run because her eyes were that of a she wolf burning yellow in a snowy haze a glance left you petrified as if you were trapped in her gaze she kept you there you did not move but the end still came swiftly even though you listened to her commands she didn't love you gently
charlie-w-gibson
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Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 12:25 PM UTC
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